She'll be sitting up waiting for you."

Mrs. Evringham cast a look toward Harry and his father. "I'm not sure"--she
began, "I hardly think we shall go to Bel-Air to-night. How would you like
to stay in at the hotel with us, and then we could go out to the house
to-morrow and pack your trunk?"

Jewel looked very sober at this. "Why, it would be pretty hard to wait,
mother," she replied. "Hotels are splendid. Grandpa and I had dinner at
one. It's named the Waldorf and it has woods in it just like outdoors; but
I thought you'd be in a hurry to see Star and the Ravine of Happiness and
Zeke."

"Well, we'll wait," returned Mrs. Evringham vaguely. She was more than
doubtful of an invitation to Bel-Air Park even for one night; but Harry
must arrange it. "We'll see what father says," she added. "What a pretty
locket, my girlie!" As she spoke she lifted a gold heart that hung on a
slender gold chain around Jewel's neck.

"Yes. Cousin Eloise gave me that when she went away. She has had it ever
since she was as little as I am, and she said she left her heart with me.
I'm so sorry you won't see cousin Eloise."

"So she and her mother have gone away. Were they sorry to go? Did Mr.
Evringham--perhaps--think"--the speaker paused. She remembered Jewel's
letter about the situation.

"No, they weren't sorry. They've gone to the seashore; but cousin Eloise
and I love each other very much, and her room is so empty now that I've had
to keep remembering that you were coming and everything was happy. I guess